Acknowledgement that the creator of this world (J.K. Rowling) completing owns these characters, but a girl can always have a little fun.

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Chapter 1: Doomsday

Obviously, Hermione had a different idea for starting her last year at the University of Hogwarts. She would blissfully walk to the Platform 9 ¾ and board the train to the university. She would be laughing with Ron, Ginny and Harry in the train cabin. The boys would be tasting numerous lollies from the trolley and chat about the summer Quidditch games. Ginny and Hermione would scope through the Quibbler betting what parts were fact or fictitious. Hermione was usually the winner.

But, that dream had changed the day she walked in on Ron snogging the life out of Lavender Brown on his bed, quite undressed.

Eyes flashing, fury raged in every pore of her body. With a flick of her wrist, Hermione's wand landed in her hand.

"VISCOSI LABRUM!" she shouted.

A great big suction noise sounded from Ron and Lavender's ever-pressing lips. Ron began to shift trying to move away from the mattress, but he dragged Lavender with him. With grunts and noises, the two tried to move to a standing position. Upon seeing Hermione, Ron gurgled out "aahhmmionnerryy".

With her heart shattering, she slammed Ron's door and walked away. She didn't return to the Burrow, nor did she respond to any owls sent to her. Hermione knew she should respond to Harry's or Ginny's letters, but she could only imagine the stories Ron had told them.

"Stupid prick" she muttered, under her breath.

"Sorry, honey, what was that?" said her mother, Emma, turning to face her as they neared the street crossing on Pancras road. Cars began to blare their horns around them as they tried to fight their way in the traffic.

"Nothing, Mum" she said. Hermione sighed and her parents parked the car quickly. Soon, Hermione was following her parents into King's Cross station and made their way through the crowd to that brick-wall that would lead Hermione to the Hogwarts Express and possible worst year of her university life. She was dreading all of it. Seeing Ron, facing Ginny and worse of all, seeing the look on Lavender's face, when she knew she had won.

Lavender and Hermione were friends until the third grade when Hermione expressed with quite some vigour that their teacher, Mr. Firenze, was a fraud at teaching Divination at their magic school. Lavender wanting to prove Hermione wrong, dedicated her time to becoming the best in the class. Hermione pointed out to Lavender that Divination was wasteful subject that would never give her entry into a university. Thus, began their rival to prove the other wrong.

When graduation came around, Hermione graduated at the top of all her classes. She also received many scholarship offers to countless universities and to her utter delight, Hermione had been offered her dream university and degree. She got a full-riding scholarship into the University of Hogwarts for a degree in Regulation and Control of Magical Law Enforcement.

Wanting for bygones be bygones, Hermione was going to rekindle the relationship between her and Lavender. However, as she approached Lavender at the graduation ceremony, to forgive and make-up the last few years of rivalry, Lavender rubbed it into Hermione's face that she had bested her as Lavender was given a full-scholarship as well into the University of Hogwarts with a degree in Oracle Fore-Seeing. Lavender then spouted to Hermione that she was going to outdo Hermione at the university, destroy Hermione's social chances and she would be make the valedictorian speech.

Hermione was speechless. A childhood friendship had turned into a down-spiralling rivalry. Lavender, true to her word, did everything she could to be better than Hermione and tried to destroy Hermione's reputation at any opportunity. Now, Lavender had Ron in her claws and Hermione knew it was her most twisted revenge to date.

"Are you ready, pumpkin?"

Hermione looked up, tears forming in her eyes, to see her father, Frank, glancing down at her knowingly. Quickly wiping her eyes, she felt her father wrap his arm around her shoulders as they took the final step through the wall to the platform.

Steam blowed and excitable chatter flowed around them. The Hogwarts Express was stationed in front of Hermione. The scarlet train ready to take her to her possible nightmare.

"You ignorant bitch!"

Hermione was slammed from the side and was engulfed. She only saw wisps of red hair float in her sight. Ginny Weasley pulled away from her and baring a glare that Mrs. Weasley would be proud.

"Well…" Ginny stated. "What sorry excuse have you got now? You have avoided me all summer and I have had to put up with that irritating bimbo."

"Ginny, I…" Hermione started.

"No, no, no, I don't want to hear it. You have some nerve, you know. Look, I was excited about you and Ron getting together, finally may I add. But then, you just disappear and Ron is slumming with some whore. I get no response from you with my owls. Ron avoids every conversation about you. What the hell, Hermione? What happened"

Ginny huffed and Hermione's parents were utterly silent.

"Ginny, I can explain everything and I know you've waited all summer. But once, we are on the train, you can ask all the questions you want" Hermione replied.

Ginny quickly nodded. She picked up her suitcase and boarded the train. Hermione closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

"Err, pumpkin?" Hermione turned to face her parents. She shook her head and raced to hug them.

"I love you both so much. I'll owl when I can." she said.

"We know, pumpkin. It's your senior year though, so write when you can, but remember to have fun." With that, her dad winked at her and Hermione smiled. Quickly kissing her mother, Hermione grabbed her bags and boarded the train.

She found Ginny in a carriage, sitting with Luna Lovegood, reading a Quibbler. Hermione entered the carriage and slid the door to a close. She sat down across from them as Ginny and Luna looked up from the Quibbler.

"Okay" said Hermione. "I'll tell about what happened at the Burrow."

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"….and then I curse them." said Hermione, finishing her story. She felt a hum of her anger and heartache course through her body. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails cutting into hands to stop the tears from welling. She felt her heart begin to shatter again when she heard boisterous giggles pour from Luna's mouth.

"Oh my…. Ahahaha!" Luna was clutching her stomach and her eyes began to water. "Viscosi Labrum!" Luna giggles continued until she was shaking from her seat. Hermione glanced at Ginny, who wore a bright smile on her face. Hermione relaxed internally.

"So, that's why I saw Ron blushing like a prune after you visited. Mum wouldn't tell me any details. Fred and George are gonna love this! Ron getting stuck to his bimbo and going to Mom to fix this." Ginny chuckled, before looking back at Hermione. "Though, it still doesn't explain why you avoided my owls or Harry's owls for so long."

Hermione sighed, deeply and looked at her feet. She hated admitting her insecurities, especially when someone, like Lavender used them to climb the ranks.

"I…don't know, to be honest. I just figured that you would choose Ron over me as I'm not family and I know how much family means to you. And I…had my heart broken, Ginny, by the boy who has been there for me since the first grade." Hermione felt her throat get heavy and lumpy. She stopped talking and looked up. Luna had stopped laughing now and watched Hermione with sad eyes. Ginny kept shaking her head.

"It's not right, Hermione. I would've been there for you, in any way." explained Ginny. Ginny looked up and soon, quickly crossed the carriage. Ginny, once again, engulfed Hermione in a hug, but this one melted Hermione's heart and she clung to Ginny.

"Thanks Ginny for that and you too, Luna. This means so much." Hermione gave them a watery smile and wiped her eyes again. She glanced at her watch and then at the window, the University of Hogwarts was upon them. The train began slowing and students began passing in the walk-ways.

"This is it. Our final year is officially beginning." Ginny smiled and looked at Luna and Hermione. "We have got to be there for each other, no matter how small the problem. Hermione, I know seeing Ron with Lavender is going to be hard. But Luna and I will be ready at any moment to egg that girl to the next century."

Hermione smiled and looked down at her feet. She shifted into a better position as the train slowed.

"I've kept another big secret from everyone as well. I've been offered and have accepted a position to be an Alpha of Gryffindor. So, maybe you'll be coming to me for all the problems." Hermione smiled as she let the last of secrets come out. "But please, keep it between us until the Sunday feast."

Ginny squealed with delight.

"The erinyes can only fly, if there's always a fresh breeze in the night." Luna stated, while nodding her head with approval. Hermione didn't bother asking Luna the meaning behind her advice. She knew she meant well, even in her odds way.

But, Hermione was ecstatic about becoming the Alpha female of Gryffindor. There was only one senior girl that would be offered the position every year and Hermione had been wishing to obtain Alpha since her first year at the University of Hogwarts.

One alpha-female and one alpha-male are picked from the houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. The Alphas are meant to be role models for all students, assist in school activities and guide the betas. Hermione was also chosen to be the beta of Gryffindor in her sophomore year at the university, though, that did not guarantee her a position as alpha. She had her hopes up all summer. Receiving her letter of offer to be an Alpha of Gryffindor was one of her only summer highlights.

Though, because she had been out of contact with…well pretty much everyone; she had no clue with who had been offered the alpha-male position of Gryffindor. Hermione was hoping that the one and only Harry Potter was offered the position and not Ron. Oh god, please not Ron.

Harry was such an obvious choice for the position. He and Hermione have been friends since the first day of first grade. She had helped Harry through thick and thin, such as proving his godfather's innocence, dealing with the passing of Harry's parents, aiding in the war against Voldemort and defeating the dark wizard once and for all. If anyone can deal with being Alpha of Gryffindor at the University of Hogwarts, it's Harry.

And, by the way, Ginny's eyes lit up at the mention of Alpha, Hermione's money was on Harry.

The sound of the sliding door opening made Hermione turn towards the carriage door. Her heart dropped to her stomach. Harry stood in the door way, looking at her with sorrow in his eyes and there behind him was Ron, smirking gleefully as Lavender draped herself over him. The relief she had once felt in her stomach turned to ice. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she stood slowly as the train halted.

"Hey Mione" Harry slid a slow smile onto his face. Hermione raised the corners of her mouth to a quick smile, before quickly turning to gather her luggage.

"Oh! Is that you, Hermione? Did you have a nice summer? I hope it was as wonderful as mine." She heard quiet giggling sound from behind her, followed by a sucking noise of lips smacking together.

"Just like Lavender to rub the salt in a little deeper." she thought while suppressing a sigh. She straightened herself up and turn back to the carriage door.

"Mine was just peachy, Lavender." Hermione tried her hardest to ignore the couple as they began to romp each other in the walk-way. Flicking her eyes to Harry, he tilted to his head back and beckoned her to follow. Hermione, followed by Luna and Ginny, silently squeeze by the couple and exited onto the platform. Students filed around them and began tracking towards the horse-less carriages. In the crowd, students could be seen lugging suitcases, carrying broomsticks, holding cages containing precious pets (magical and non-magical in various forms) and flashes of house colours worn with pride.

Though, uniforms were not mandatory at the University of Hogwarts, students still had to wear their house robes while attending classes. Professors didn't mind a little freestyle with the wardrobe attire as long as the students wore clothing that were deemed safe and appropriate. Hermione was notorious for wearing jeans in classes and demonstrating an example of adequate attire. Some students, like miss-bitchy Lavender, have been sent back to their dorms to change their clothes. Professors would give you three warnings of inappropriate attire before they gave you a probation for minor offenses. Valedictorians, alphas and betas had to have a near clean record before being offered a position.

The small group began making their way over the slope to where the carriages would take them to the University of Hogwarts. Hermione glanced at her watch. By her count, she would have exactly one hour to settle in before heading to the first feast of the year. As the group made their way over, Hermione saw a commotion building near the front of the line. She craned her neck higher, trying to peer over the crowd. She could only make out flicks of green and blue from where she stood.

"That bastard." Hermione looked over to Harry, who loomed over her by two inches. Harry's eyes narrowed to slits and possessed a gleam of hatred. He shook his head and angrily compressed his mouth tightly.

"What is it, Harry?" A flash of bright light suddenly came from the crowd, followed shortly by cheering. The victorious group had affirmed their spot at the front of the line and climbed into the next available carriage. Hermione saw the Slytherins lean out the windows of the carriage and bellowed something towards the defeated Ravenclaws.

"I vouched for him and his mother in the war. I thought he would've changed coming to Hogwarts, but he still is a piece of shit. One day, I am going to put Malfoy in his place" said Harry, never the one to let go of a revival.

"And we will. This year is our year in the Quidditch season." Ginny said eagerly. Harry smiled at her and nodded with equal eagerness.

By this moment, the small group had moved up in the line and were near the defeated Ravenclaws, who were casting spells over one of their fallen classmates. Hermione saw Michael Corner, leaning over Anthony Goldstein, whom was locked in full body-binding curse.

"Michael! Is everything okay?" Hermione called out. Michael looked up from Anthony and waved to Hermione.

"Actually, I'm a little stuck. Anthony is usually the one to turn to for the counter-curse for this one. I've sent a Patronus message to Professor Flitwick for assistance, but I don't know how long he'll be." Hermione ducked out of the line and approached the cursed Anthony. She kneeled on the ground next to him and quickly gave an assessment, which indeed indicated a full body-bind curse. Reaching into her robe, she grabbed her vine wood wand.

Steadying both hands, she rotated her palms and performed the counter curse. A flash of red light shot from her wand and Anthony was released. Rolling to his side, Anthony coughed a few times to clear his air-way.

"Woah, Hermione, I didn't know you knew non-verbal spells already. We are not meant to be progressing towards this, until later this year in Defensive and Dark Training Hall. Why are you in Gryffindor again?" Michael said with a smile and she felt a grin expand on her face. It was a long joke between her and the Ravenclaws that she may have been sorted in the wrong house.

"You know why, Michael. The Sorting Hat had to give Gryffindor a chance somehow to be proud academically." Anthony chuckled from his position at Hermione's comment. Hermione and Michael quickly stood to their feet and assisted Anthony to a standing point. He swayed slightly on his feet, but his eyes were clear.

"Thanks, Hermione," said Anthony. He turned to check on his fellow class mates.

"No problem," she replied.

"Hermione! You coming?" She turned to see Harry calling out from the front of the line. The next carriage started to roll towards the group.

"Coming!" she cried. She turned back to the Ravenclaws. "Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah, sure. We will be fine," said Anthony. All the other boys around him nodded. "The line is moving quickly. We should be on our way soon, if there is no more Slytherins that will try to cut, that is, all because they think there are better than us."

Hermione raised her eyebrows at the comment.

"Oh, is that what happened?" she said. The Slytherin house was notorious of being filled with families that were wealthy and blood-proud of their heritage. A number of families went that step further through thorough breeding to have pure wizard blood and thus becoming 'pure bloods'. Hermione snorted at the thought.

Though, the audacity of the 'pure blood' system was brainless. The dark war has started from that system and it had also caused bullying throughout Hermione's magical school life as she was a Muggle born.

"Mione!" She glanced back to see Harry standing on the carriage steps, waving for her to come over.

"See you at the feast" Hermione waved at the Ravenclaws and ran over to the carriage. She climbed the steps and shut the door, before she was soon jolted into sitting next Luna for the journey to the castle.